Hywel Latimyr
Bio
I kinda suck at writing but I enjoy it
Anyway, here's a dumb little haiku:
The gunslinger draws
His opponent does the same
oh dear, they both died
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Stories (150/0)
Sleeping Dragons
On average, only one in every thirty dragons would survive their first year alive. After that, only one in every fifty make it to their adolescence. After adolescence, only one in every five hundred make it to adulthood. For Dragons, Death was a common part of life. Although a Dragon could potentially live to see five centuries, most struggled to even see a decade. Their cousins, the Wyvern, only fared slightly better odds, but they only lived in the mountains of Eurasia, their two feet designed to perch atop the peaks. It was fifteen years ago when the last Himalayan Wyvern was seen, I saw him with my own eyes. But my tale for you isn’t about a Wyvern. My tale is of a Dragon, your other relative.
By Hywel Latimyr2 years ago in Fiction
Shambala LVI - Chapter I
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they thought. It is one of the oldest sayings amongst humans when describing space itself. A void where nothingness can truly exist. They would say such things back in the universe’s infancy. Back when Starts, planets and galaxies roamed the universe. Now the universe knows only of Black dwarfs and black holes. The black holes break the myth of never being able to hear a scream in space. Black holes are the screaming of the universe.
By Hywel Latimyr2 years ago in Fiction